Davy and Dad
“Look Dad, look,” said Davy to Dad. Davy pointed at the motorbike that Dad was going to buy Davy. They were at the motorbike store.
“Is that the one you want, Davy?” Asked Dad, taking little Davy’s hand and walking over to the bike.
“I want up,” pointed Davy taking the pacifier out of his mouth.
Dad picked up 2 year old Davy and put him on the bike. The salesman was shocked to see that a 2 year old was getting a motorized bike.
“Sir,” said the stern looking salesman. “Your son is too young to ride a bike, I am sure.”
Dad looked at the salesman and said, “You don’t know my son Mister. He is a better rider at 2 than I am at 47. Davy needs to try this bike out, can you take it out back to the track for us?”
Dad took Davy off of the bike and the salesman walked the bike to the back saying, “If you know what your doing, sir but you will have to sign a form.”
“No problem,” said Dad, “let me sign.”
Then the salesman took Dad to the front and he read the
Paper work and signed his name. Davy had his own helmet so Dad helped him put it on and they walked out back. Davy was so excited he kept jumping up and down as they walked.
A photo of Davy on the Oset trial bike he wants his Dad to buy.